well, so we had a talk last night. Well, I guess it was more like he got home and yelled at me, and then he igored me the rest of the night and then when I was in bed he came in and asked what was wrong, because I had my face covered with the blanket. Well he turned the light on and I had been trying to sleep.
Then he askd me, Now what?
i asked, now what what?
and he started in on me again, that what about all that he said earlier, was i just going to pretend it didnt happen and it would all just go away. I know I have a habit of doing that, but not when it's important. Not when it's about the end of a relationship.
But there you go. It's the end. He blames my son and I for everything that has gone wrong in the last few weeks. And there's no way to fix it, none at all, you can't fix what the other person doesn't want to fix.
So it's over, i have my son, no car, no home, i could probrably find family to stay with, but i couldn't even get there. i dont know what to do, i just don't...
